By Zephyria Choi Gyeoul’s breath touched my face. I definitely wanted to savor it slowly, even though I was in a hurry. I lifted his white short-sleeved T-shirt and put it in his mouth. He seemed surprised for only a moment, and I could feel his gaze observing me, but I didn’t care and bit down on his pretty nipple in one go.
“Your exes didn’t do things like this, did they?”
I asked Gyeoul, my face pressed against his chest.
“There weren’t any perverts like you. Ugh.”
I asked the question, but jealousy flared, and I gritted my teeth. Gyeoul hunched his body as if to pull his chest back, so I firmly supported his back with my hand to prevent him from doing so.
I wrapped my tongue around his pink nipple and rolled it. It was only salty, but it tasted sweet. I felt like I was going crazy, like I was devouring a ripe fruit. Every time Gyeoul gasped in surprise, my dick stood up and poked his butt.
With his erect nipple in my mouth, I lifted only my eyes to admire Gyeoul’s face. It was obscene. So damn obscene. They say it’s not easy to feel it in the nipples, but Gyeoul’s cheeks were flushed. His eyes, tightly closed, and his panting breath from his slightly parted lips were all abnormal.
Shit, am I crazy?
It’s my first time with a man, so I have to tame him. So he can’t feel it with anyone else’s touch but mine, slowly but surely. This was mine. I couldn’t give it to anyone.
It must have been too hot, burning even my brain. I felt like I was going crazy. My patience was dwindling and I was getting anxious, but it was too sweet to let go.
Gyeoul clenched his clothes and grabbed my hair. Seeing him swayed by me made my dick throb again.
“Ugh… stop… it’s prickly and ticklish.”
“You’re sensitive. You must have been born that way, Gyeoul.”
I finally let go after tasting him to my heart’s content. His nipple, asymmetrically swollen and red, was more than obscene, it was dizzying. It glistened with uns swallowed saliva. Crazy, so damn obscene. I couldn’t take it anymore.
I lightly lifted him and changed his position. I sat Gyeoul on the chair and pulled down his pants and underwear at once. My dick popped up.
“I knew it was big, but why is it even bigger? Were you that turned on?”
Gyeoul smiled as if he still had plenty of room to spare and touched my dick with his fingertip. I was the one who was impatient.
White liquid was slowly leaking from the tip. I rubbed my erect dick against Gyeoul’s cheek. The sticky white stuff slowly began to smear on his face.
Not even a rabbit. I felt like I was going to cum any second. Gyeoul slightly turned his head to adjust the position so that it could touch his hot lips. He was a real fox. His languid eyes were looking at my dick.
As if a button had been pressed, my vision spun. No, I grabbed Gyeoul’s head and rubbed the tip of my dick against his lips. It’s hot. I feel like I’m going crazy. I’d be teased for premature ejaculation if I came now. But I couldn’t help it. My hips moved faster. I rubbed my veined dick with one hand.
In an instant, white liquid splattered on Gyeoul’s face. Gyeoul, who closed and opened his eyes, chuckled and licked what was on his lips. Then he got up and sat me back on the chair.
“…Huh?”
“You’re cute. Hyung has something to prepare, so wait here quietly. Okay?”
After heating me up to the fullest, Gyeoul slipped into the bathroom. It wasn’t cold because it was summer, but I blankly blinked, revealing my half-erect dick to visual stimulation. What is this?
I could hear the sound of water from the bathroom. He seduced me first and then ran away. I haven’t even showered yet.
I looked down in dismay. I came to my senses. I pushed myself like a crazy person, but when I thought about it again, it was very rude.
It must have felt like being hit in the face with a club.
The erection slowly died down. I quietly picked up the pants on the floor and covered my legs. Gyeoul didn’t come out easily. I didn’t know what to do, so I banged my head on the table.
“…Crazy bastard.”
After reflecting for a long time, Gyeoul opened the bathroom door and came out. He wasn’t wearing a single thread. My gaze slowly went down. My heart started pounding again and blood rushed to my dick. I’m like some Pavlovian dog. The reflection I had earlier evaporated and disappeared.
“Yi-tae, what are you doing? You have to come quickly and kiss me.”
I jumped up and the clothes I had covered fell to the floor. I rushed to Gyeoul in a hurry. This is crazy. How can this be? Choi Gyeoul, you crazy bastard.
“Why. Is a bare dick also your first time?”
“…Can I suck it?”
There was no sense of rejection. I had to hide that obscene thing from the world. I wonder how sweet it would be if I shoved it in my mouth and licked it. I don’t know.
I lost the line and was just impatient. I was clumsy like a child who doesn’t know anything. I wanted to somehow make him aroused again and see his obscene face.
I was filled with the desire to have Gyeoul completely.
“It’ll be dirty. Are you okay with that?”
His voice lowered as if he hadn’t thought of this. That turned me on again.
I decided to accept Gyeoul’s words as permission. I knelt in front of him and put it in my mouth. Big, hot… I just put it in my mouth and sucked it without thinking. The uns swallowed saliva flowed down my chin.
“Yi-tae, it hurts if you grit your teeth like that. Lick it with your tongue. That’s right, good job.”
He guided me like a teacher. I was suffocating and tears welled up. I wanted to push it in as deeply as possible and make Gyeoul happy. It was so hot that my esophagus felt like it was burning. I choked and coughed, spitting out my dick and repeating the process.
“I don’t think I’ll be able to come all night if you do this.”
Gyeoul sighed as if provoking me. He took the saliva-covered dick out of my mouth and very slowly pulled my hand and rubbed his big dick.
“I can, I can do better. More…”
“You still have a long way to go. You don’t have to learn this now. I have to loosen your hole.”
Gyeoul was still teaching me. I felt like I had become a failing student, but I was happy instead. I was being dyed by Gyeoul. In the color he wanted.
“…How do I do it?”
“Actually, I learned it from the internet too. I know about other things… Ah. Sorry.”
Gyeoul rolled his eyes and pursed his lips. He must have been thinking of the same thing. My heart throbbed. Was it on purpose? If so, it was accurate. I felt like I was going to be blinded by jealousy. Who did he just think of?
I wondered which ex-lover’s sex he was thinking of when he said that to me. I wanted him to be mindlessly disheveled by my dick. Thinking only of me, only of my dick.
“Turn around.”
“…You, you have to be gentle. You know?”
Hesitantly, Gyeoul turned his body. I, who was already aroused, was about to put my middle finger into his ass. At that moment, Gyeoul grabbed my hand.
“Wait! I’ll die if you put it in right away. Put a rubber on your finger first.”
“Rubber? Ah… Condom.”
Gyeoul stopped me with a serious face, and only then did I come to my senses a little. I had seen gay sex videos sometimes, but the actors in them quickly sobbed and enjoyed it. Reality can’t be like that.
I went back to the table and rummaged through the plastic bag for a condom. I opened the box, tore the bag, and put the condom on my middle finger. Somehow, I didn’t feel the same hot atmosphere as before. I was definitely excited, though.
“Put plenty of lotion on it and come back.”
Gyeoul said, spreading his butt with his own hands. Shit. I wanted to rush at him right away, but I carefully applied the slippery lotion. I awkwardly returned to Gyeoul, and he showed me the hole a little more.
“Can I put it in?”
“…Uh. Slowly. I loosened it up a bit, inside.”
He did that good sight by himself without showing it to me?
I felt like I was going to cum again just by imagining it. I’m not really a premature ejaculator, am I? Gyeoul was nervous, as if he wasn’t, and his hole was fluttering. It was an obscene body. Who has he been having sex with in this body? A subtle anger washed over me again.
I slowly rubbed my finger over the hole. It was tight, as if it was completely closed. There was no gap to open. I lightly slapped Gyeoul’s butt. I heard a sound of holding his breath.
“Relax.”
Gyeoul nodded slightly. He seemed to be slowly touching his own dick. I wanted to control even that hand, but it wasn’t time yet. It was Gyeoul’s effort to relax, even if only that much. If he ever becomes skilled…
Little by little, the flesh opened up. The slippery and bumpy finger began to dig into it. It was stimulating. As Gyeoul said, he had loosened it up in advance, so he slowly accepted me.
“…Gyeoul. You’re so damn obscene.”
“Ugh. It feels… strange. I was, prepared, but.”
I wanted to put it all the way in. I wanted Gyeoul to swallow mine.
My erect dick was so erect that it hurt, and it was releasing liquid from the tip. …It would be really ecstatic to put it in here, right?
The inner walls tightened as if they would cut off my finger. I moved my finger back and forth very slowly. I could clearly feel it twitching. I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed Gyeoul’s dangling bare dick as if stealing it and moved my hand.
Gyeoul’s moans were heard as if licking my ear. Isn’t it okay to loosen it up this much?
I couldn’t take it anymore. I roughly pulled my finger out of the hole. I forgot to put on a condom and shoved my dick into Gyeoul’s hole.
Gyeoul, who was panting mindlessly, turned his head in surprise.
“Hey… you! Crazy, st, op!”
I tried to put it in, but it wouldn’t go in at all. Should I have loosened it up more? It was too narrow. It couldn’t even get to the edge and blocked me stiffly.
Gyeoul urgently reached out and grabbed my dick. My dick slipped and only hit Gyeoul’s butt. He suddenly straightened his body completely and turned to look at me.
I blankly faced Gyeoul.